We, my husband and I, already had one 6 month old all black female cat. I sweet talked my husband into letting us take the kitten. Our friend told us what to do with her food and how to train her to use the litter box.

She was so tiny, we kept her in the bathtub with blankets, we were afraid she’d get lost in the house. It took us a quite a few days to come up with her name. I was trying to come up with some cutesy name, but my husband wasn’t having it.

Well our other cat was named Pantera (yes after the Heavy Metal group), Tera for short. So we decided to go that route again. I started looking through our CD collection (which consists mostly of Rock and Heavy Metal).

One band my husband listened to a lot at the time was Sepultura. I went through of few of their CDs and we came up with Chaos, off of Sepulturas Chaos A.D. It’s a fitting name, really. Chaos has her own way as does any feline.

She is not a cuddlier nor affectionate at all and likes to socialize from afar. She’d rather just sit and stare at you. She can be rather lazy, but does get a bit of an energy boost every now and then and will just start running the hall for no reason.

She is not a noisy cat either. Only time you will actually hear Chaos meow is when she finds one of her favorite little toys (a glitter ball) and meows at that. Chaos is a very clean cat!

Chaos will literally wipe her paws on the side of her litter box before she jumps out of it. Chaos has, as I call it, a smell fetish. Probably goes along with her being so clean. Like I said she is not affectionate, but if you just get out of the shower she will be your best friend.

She will rub all over your feet and she will get up behind you and rub in your hair. Same if you just put lotion on. When I am giving the baby a bath or sitting in the tub myself she is right there sitting on the side of it. And when I am done cleaning, especially bleach cleaner, she again will rub herself all over it. Chaos is her name and it fits.

She is very smart and comes running to me whenever she hears me open the cabinet with her food inside. That cabinet has a certain little squeak that I can barely hear! Her name is Bumpy!

My son names her on the day we got her. He was 5 that day. We heard a knock at the door. One of the neighborhood children had this sweet tiny little kitten in his arms and told us that she didn’t have a home and if we wanted her. I never had a cat before in my life and at one point I was very allergic to cats.

But she was so beautiful! A long haired grey tabby! My son named her Bumpy since her stripes made her look bumpy! We took her home that day and the rest is history.

She’s the perfect addition to our family. It’s been just over a year and we are so very thankful for the neighborhood boy that knocked on our door.

I called Marmite his name because when he was about 5 weeks old I was eating Marmite on toast and he tried to steal it and I sat there feeding him the rest of my piece of toast. He is 6 months old now and a real mummy’s boy he loves to be where ever I am even coming in the bathroom with me.

He likes to sit with me while I am using the computer either laying on my arm, which is annoying when I am trying to type or if I keep putting him on the floor he will jump up on my shoulder and go to sleep.

He also loves meeting new people and as soon as someone new come to the house he will either tap them on the back when they sit down or jump on their laps. He also like to help my children with their homework ( well at least he thinks he is ) and sulks if they push him away.

He has also just taught the younger kittens in the house to use a litter box by using it himself and calling to them he also washes the younger kittens. Marmite also has a habit of acting like a dog when I return home from going out by jumping up at me and licking me, he has turned into a very special cat.

My husband had said I was not keeping any more cats because we have 6 already but I got my own way and I am so glad I did. I hope he will be with us for many years to come and I am really sure that he will develop many more funny ways and habits as I am really not sure whether he thinks he is a cat a dog or a human just maybe he thinks he is all 3 but one thing is for sure he definitely keeps us amused.

The other cat is a male and his name is Horus. He was named after the ancient Egyptian god with the falcon head. He does think he is a god. He has managed to achieve the weight of 17 pounds although I think he lost some weight this summer.

Both cats know when it’s time for food. There is no sleeping in for me. Nila often settles herself on top of me and takes a nap. Horus has figured out that I’ll wake up if he rattles the blinds.

They love to lick each other, but then they start a fight which Horus usually looses. My kitchen window looks out into a courtyard and there are people that pass by.

Nila sits at that window and when I’m outside she mews, but the mew is very soft. I can barely hear it.

Horus loves dogs and this bothers Nila who hates them. Both cats have a way of finding cubby holes for taking naps. My closet is one of their favorites. There is also the towel cupboard in the bathroom.

They like to open the kitchen cupboards and walk around. I suspect that Horus goes into the cupboard under the sink to sniff the bleach bottle. I didn’t think that cats could fart until I got these two. Horus was the worst.

When he was a kitten he was very small and I was surprised that he could make that much stink. They don’t have as much as a gas problem as they once did. I still hear an occasional toot out of Horus. If Nila is still gaseous, she hides it well.

One time we had mice in our house and we heard in the backyard Misha making noises, she captured the mouse very happy and proud like showing us she was a good cat , like saying “See what I can do? Adopt me please” but still we didn’t pay attention to her so much, until we noticed she was pregnant.

She gave birth to her kittens in the roof of our house in a very stormy day. After giving birth she took each kitten with her mouth and got down from the roof walking through a tree to place the kittens under the tree to protect them.

We placed a basket in the backyard with a blanket and she laid her kittens there. After that we took care of the kittens and we felt very close to them. So we had 3 cats, Misha and her kittens. Misha was always very protective of us, and she would wake up very early in the mornings, she had her routines, also she would only eat cat food, nothing else, not even fish or chocolates only cat food. She was very special, she’s in heaven now.

Now she’s finally gaining some weight after giving birth to four kittens. They were healthy, but small like her. Her name is Delilah, from the song “Hey there Delilah”. She has a lot of personality for a cat. She always wants to be in the room with the most people.

She doesn’t really like other female cats much. She wants to be the center of attention at all times. She likes to go outside, but only if a human is with her.

She’d rather be relaxing inside with the air conditioner. She’s spoiled rotten. She HAS to constantly sleep on my pillow with me. If she’s not right there with me, she’ll cry until she is.

She’ll come rub herself against my legs and purr when she’s hungry and out of food. She’s picky about her litter box. If there’s too much in there, or not enough litter. She’ll refuse to use it.

She loves to lay on the top of the couch. I guess she feels like the head of the household. She’s very intelligent though, she knows when she could be in danger. The cat knows when it’s not a good time to go outside.

She likes to take baths, which is very abnormal for cats. She’s black and white. She’s also a very long haired cat.

We have to get her groomed every once in a while. Otherwise she gets really bad hairballs. All and all, I love her so much! She’s like my own child! We even celebrate her birthday as the day we found her!